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Ang3lus makes his move on Edith in her basement...
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| Here's my big chance! Getting an STD isn't that bad! | |
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| Oh Ang3lus, I'm so lonely and am in desperate need of cock - my anal probe just isn't doing it for me tonight | |
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The suave and debonair Gayp makes the scene and puts his plan into action
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| Hey Ang3lus, I went to a Star Trek convention and stole Jeri Ryan's used tampons from the wastebasket of the women's washroom! | |
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| Are you serious?!?! Give it here! | |
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| Hey Edith, seeing as that jobnik Ang3lus is gone, why don't you drink this oddly coloured drink that has NO DATE RAPE PIL---err...forget that last part | |
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| Ok, what's the worst that can happen? | |
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